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Berihor

Berihor

Name Berihor
Occupation
Metalsmith
Age
Young
Race
Elf
Residence
No fixed abode.
Kinship
None.
Outward Appearance

Delicate features juxtaposed against a broad stature present an appearance that has a feeling of imbalance.  The straight posture, the chest held proudly forward, the chin exactly perpendicular the sturdy neck below all hint towards self-importance and physical strength. Slender as his neck is wide his tapering skull is distinguished from his throat by an elegantly carved jaw line suggesting a grace and fragility his body does not.

 

Locks of rich brown hair flowing loosely to just beyond his shoulders frame a warm face. His features are slight; thin lips of a pale red that only hint at blood pulsing below, a nose which is narrow and true, and cheekbones etched high upon his face. Pale grey eyes betray his youth; displaying as they do a spark of impatience and of curiosity that is familiar in those who have seen barely a few millennia. 

Background

 

Friends
closest friends have left middle-earth, either to Valinor or to the earth.
Relatives
None remain that have yet to travel to the west.
Rivals/Enemies
All that is dark.
Loves
Water in all its forms. Its fluid motion sings to him, the bouncing playful melody of a clear, shallow, pebble bed stream his favourite tune.
Hates
Motivation
Quotes

Berihor's Adventures

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Berihor's Adventures

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